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“You knew the instructions. You knew this was important. Now, you need to handle cleanup.”

“I’ll get the damn guns back.”

The laugh wasn’t something I’d expected.

“While losing them was stupid, there is no way to track the bullets. That makes you one lucky man in that I don’t have to have you exterminated like the fucking beast you truly are. Christ. What the hell did I expect? Now, you know what you need to do, and I expect you to be on track again by tomorrow night. Period.”

“Or what?” I allowed my beast to growl, imagining my claws ripping through perfectly porcelain skin. I hadn’t been this riled in one hell of a long time.

The laugh was the same, superior in every manner. I wanted nothing more than to reach through the phone, allowing my wolf to handle the situation.

“You’re a good boy. I have no doubt you’ll do exactly as you’ve been hired to do. You have a formidable reputation; however, I won’t accept another round of stupidity or I’ll be forced to take matters into my own hands. And I assure you, wolf or no wolf, you won’t be a match for me.”

The call was ended abruptly, as if my assistance didn’t matter. I slowly placed the phone on the counter, taking several deep breaths. I’d like to see the asshole try.

The rage took over, unbridled. As my shoulders began to heave, my chest becoming tight, I unleased my fury, sweeping my hand over the counter. The sound of shattering glass and the dinging of metal was just the beginning. I moved through the kitchen, ripping away at everything I could get my hands on. A stream of red floated in front of my eyes as I yanked and pulled, tearing away at cabinets, tossing the refrigerator into the middle of the kitchen.

There was nothing I couldn’t do.

There was no one who could beat me.

There was no turning back.

I slumped over the counter, controlling my breathing, waiting for my beast to calm. I had to think about this rationally. I lifted my head, allowing a guttural sound to erupt from my throat.

First things first. I’d already done my research, finding out who and what I was dealing with. The lovely Vanessa Bridges was important to Stone Keeler, a rogue wolf in his own right. My skin tingled, the wild pumping of my heart indicating a connection I wasn’t certain could be avoided. Perhaps I would begin my personal foray that would lead me straight to hell with her.

And I would enjoy every minute.

“Yes…” I whispered.

I would exact my anger and my hatred on more than just the list I’d been provided.

When I was finished with my task, everyone would know my name.

Beast.

CHAPTER6

Vanessa

“Run, little girl. Run.” The wolf’s laugh was vicious. “There’s nowhere you can hide.”

Screaming, I raced through the empty streets, searching for signs of anyone who could help me. “Please. Please!” My voice echoed even in the openness as the wind whipped around me, a storm quickly approaching. I was shocked there was no movement, not a single car moving in the busy downtown. I turned in a full circle, terror clawing at my neck until I had difficulty breathing.

That’s when I was able to see his yellow eyes peering out of the shadows, sharp canines dripping of saliva as he snorted. When he lumbered forward, pawing the ground, I was shocked at the size of his massive frame, the protruding muscles as he padded toward me. He issued a low growl, the sound rumbling in my system.

No. No.

I took off running once again, tripping over the curb as I struggled to find an open door. Every one of them I yanked was locked. I tried another and another, pounding my fists on several until my hands were bruised. Were there faces peering at me from inside? Why wouldn’t they help me? Save me?

“I will enjoy feasting on you in every way.” The wolf laughed again as he cocked his head.

He was coming closer, the intense growls seeming to come from every direction, echoing in my ears. God help me. Please. Please! I could no longer speak, my mind reeling as the horror unfolded. I was his prey.

I bolted down an alley, praying for anywhere I could hide, glancing from side to side. There were no doors, every window out of reach, but I could swear there were people staring down at me. Watching. Waiting for the big bad wolf to tear me to shreds. I ran blindly until there was nowhere else to go, a massive fence blocking my path. I smashed my hands against the surface, desperately trying to climb the dense wood. It was no use. I was trapped.

I heard an intense howl, more malevolent than anything I’d ever heard in my life.

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